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*Author’s POV:*Â
Days turned into weeks, and though life at college went on, there was an unspoken tension lingering in the air between Naina and Neil. After their fiery confrontation in the cafeteria, they had gone out of their way to avoid each other. Whenever their paths crossed, it was as though an invisible line kept them apart—one neither was willing to cross. Glances were stolen, but words remained unspoken. Each ignored encounter only seemed to add to the weight of unresolved emotions.Â
Both carried on with their lives, pretending the other didn’t exist. But deep down, both knew that this silence was temporary. It wasn’t a matter of 'if' they would collide again, but 'when.'Â
It was another ordinary morning. The faint golden glow of dawn seeped into Naina’s room as she stood in front of her wardrobe, scanning through the options. Finally, she pulled out a pair of light blue wide leg jeans and a white floral top that she always felt confident in. After slipping into her outfit, she tied her hair into a loose ponytail, letting a few strands frame her face. She applied a touch of kajal to her eyes, a subtle dab of her favorite perfume, and finished her routine with a swipe of her beloved cherry lip balm. Grabbing her bag, she glanced at her reflection one last time, taking a deep breath before stepping out for the day.Â
Stepping out of the hostel, she inhaled the crisp morning air. The short walk to college had always been her favorite time to clear her thoughts. The birds chirped cheerfully, the sunlight dappled through the trees, and the streets bustled softly with life waking up to a new day. Yet, this morning felt different, almost unsettling, as though the calm was only the prelude to a storm.Â
Her steps were steady but slower than usual, her thoughts still lingering on the confrontation with Neil. She hated how easily he occupied her mind, how his words echoed even in the quiet moments. “No,” she told herself, shaking her head. “He’s not worth it.”Â
Little did she know, a similar restlessness brewed in Neil’s heart. Though he wouldn’t admit it, he found his gaze drifting toward her whenever she was near. His anger and irritation warred with an unfamiliar, unwelcome curiosity that he couldn’t quite shake off. He didn’t want to see her, yet he couldn’t stop himself from searching the crowd for her face.Â
Today, fate seemed to have its own plans.Â
As Naina approached the college gates, lost in her thoughts, she didn’t notice the figure coming from the opposite direction. Neither did Neil, who was scrolling through his phone, his expression dark and brooding.Â
It was only a matter of seconds before their worlds collided again, quite literally.Â
*Neil's POV:*Â
The day began like any other—routine and predictable. I woke up to the annoying sound of my alarm blaring, a harsh reminder that I had to drag myself out of bed and face another long day. I slapped the snooze button with more force than necessary and let out a groan.Â
It wasn’t that I hated college. It was just... everything else. The people, the expectations, the constant noise—it all felt like one big blur I had to get through. But the hardest part of it all was 'her'.Â
Naina.Â
She had somehow managed to worm her way into my thoughts, even when I tried to avoid it. After that argument in the cafeteria, I promised myself that I was done with her. I’d let the silence stretch between us, keep my distance, pretend she didn’t exist. And for a while, I succeeded. But today... today felt off.Â
Dragging myself to the bathroom, I splashed cold water on my face, staring at my reflection in the mirror. Sharp eyes. A stubborn jawline. And a head of messy hair that didn’t want to cooperate. I ran my fingers through it, trying to tame the wild strands, but I couldn't help smirking. "Not bad. I’m looking damn handsome even in this messy look."
I turned on the shower and let the warm water pour over me, standing there for a moment as the steam filled the bathroom. The sound of water cascading over my skin was soothing, but my thoughts were anything but calm. They drifted back to her. To Naina.Â
No matter how much I tried to avoid her, every time our paths collided, I couldn’t help but take a glance—just to see if she was watching. I hated myself for it, but there she was, lingering in my mind, no matter how hard I tried to push her out.Â
The incident in the cafeteria flashed before my eyes. The anger, the humiliation, the way she insulted me in front of everyone. I clenched my jaw, feeling a surge of adrenaline rush through me as if I were back there, hearing her words again. I couldn’t forget it. I wouldn’t.Â
Shaking my head, I stepped out of the shower, trying to let go of the thoughts that seemed to have a mind of their own. Focus, Neil. Get through today.
I wrapped a towel around my waist and walked over to my closet. I pulled out a crisp white shirt and black jeans, knowing I didn’t need to try too hard. I grabbed my bag and slung it over my shoulder before heading downstairs.Â
“Neil, beta, breakfast karle!” my mom called from the kitchen. (Neil, child, have some breakfast)
I paused, then sighed. “No, Mom, I’m getting late. I’ll eat something at the college cafeteria.”Â
“Don’t skip it, okay?” she called after me, but I was already out the door, trying to ignore the nagging feeling in my chest.Â
Vihan and Aryan had already left for college, telling me they’d meet me in class. I walked toward my bike, but something felt off. I couldn’t pinpoint it—just this strange, unsettling sensation that had been creeping up on me. It was like something was coming, but I didn’t know what.Â
"What the hell is wrong with me? Why am I feeling this way?"
I shook my head, trying to dismiss the thought. The wind hit my face as I revved the engine, the roar of the bike drowning out the strange feeling in my gut. I had bigger things to worry about. Today would just be another day.
But deep down, I knew that something, or someone, was about to happened.
As I revved the engine, my bike cut through the morning air, the speed blurring everything around me. I was trying to shake off the strange feeling, but it lingered like a shadow, refusing to leave. The college gates were coming into view, and I could already see the crowd of students milling about. Some were heading to class, others lingering outside, chatting away.
I parked my bike and walked toward the gates, my mind still scattered. I took my phone start seeing the msg while taking steps inside the college. I just entered and put my phone in pocket then suddenly someone colloid with me.
Due to sudden colloid we i stumbled back but I steadied but the person who collided was also stumbled and was about to fall backward but I held her fastly.
Then I see the person with whom I colloid. And there's she who consumed my thoughts. All stuck in my minds. Naina. I held her waist securely avoid to let her fall down. I held her close then my sight went to her face.
For a brief moment, everything seemed to stop. I froze, locking eyes with her. Her eyes, dark brown eyes. The moment our eyes meet, it was like time stood still. Her eyes was the deepest, darkest shade of brown, a rich , swirling abyass that seems to pull and drawn everyone who look her eyes. It's was the most beautiful eyes I had ever seen. I have lost in her eyes and everything around me seems to faded away. No sound, nothing can distract me from this eyes. Those eyes are like deep ocean in which if some lost and not to intend to come back over.
My gaze traveled up to her eyes,, and in that split second, everything else around me faded into nothing.Her eyes. Those damn eyes. Dark brown. So deep, so intense, it felt like I was drowning in them. They were the deepest, richest shade of brown, swirling like a dark abyss. I was lost in them, completely frozen, unable to look away.The world fell silent. No sounds. No movement. Just her. And her eyes.They pulled me in, like a force I couldn’t resist, a tide pulling me deeper and deeper. There was something in them—something that made the world around me blur, something that made me lose myself.Â
It was like an ocean, so vast, pulling me in, sweeping me under. I felt like I had no choice but to be consumed by them. It was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen, and the most dangerous. Once you looked, once you got lost, there was no coming back.
It wasn’t just the color, the dark brown so rich it seemed endless; it was the weight behind them. The weight of thoughts, of memories, of unspoken words. And I couldn’t escape.Â
It was as though time had stopped. My heart raced, but my body froze. Nothing around me—no sound, no movement—mattered. It was only her eyes. Those eyes that seemed to see straight through me, cutting past all the walls I had built up. It was like she could look into my soul and read every damn thing I hadn’t said, everything I hadn’t admitted, every part of me I tried so hard to keep hidden.Â
I couldn’t tear my gaze away.Â
I should have, but I couldn’t.Â
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Suddenly, a loud voice broke my trance. I turned my head to see several students standing nearby, watching the unfolding scene.
"Careful," I said, helping her stand properly.
The look on her face suddenly changed, as if she had also come back to reality. She turned her head to look at me, her beautiful eyes now filled with fierce anger.
"What happened to her suddenly?" I thought, moving to ask.
"So now you're blaming me again for falling into your arms to seduce you, huh?" she said sarcastically and angrily, making me face her.
"Why are you silent? Say it again," she shouted.
I looked around and saw more students surrounding us. My eyes filled with anger; adrenaline rushed, boiling my blood.
"Behave, Naina," I warned.
Naina's eyes blazed with fury as she stepped closer, her voice rising. "Behave? You think you can tell me to behave after what happened?"
I clenched my fists, struggling to keep my composure. "It was an accident, Naina. You're blowing this out of proportion."
She scoffed, crossing her arms. "Of course, you'd say that. Always the innocent one, aren't you?"
The crowd around us grew, whispers and curious glances fueling the tension. I took a deep breath, lowering my voice. "Let's not do this here."
Naina's eyes narrowed, but she looked around ,after a moment, she nodded curtly. "Fine. But this isn't over."
She turned and walked away from me. I stood there, my fists clenched in anger, glaring at her retreating figure. Taking a deep breath, I turned and made my way toward my classroom.Â
As I entered, I scanned the room, searching for them. Finally, I spotted them—those two idiots. I walked toward them, and they noticed me approaching. Vihan waved enthusiastically to say hello, but I ignored him and took my seat beside Aryan.Â
"Kya, Neil yaar! Maine tumhe hello kaha, par tumne koi reply nahi diya. Kyun?" Vihan started complaining. (What’s wrong, Neil? I said hello to you, but you didn’t reply. Why?)
"Not now, Vihan," I muttered, my voice laced with irritation as I glared at him.Â
"What 'not now'?" he huffed. "You always act like some grumpy old man. Live a little, Neil! Take a chill pill," he added, pouting dramatically.Â
"Tumhe samajh nahi aa raha hai, Vihan. Chup chap baitho aur mujhe irritate karna band karo," I snapped, my frustration boiling over. (You don’t understand, Vihan. Sit quietly and stop irritating me.)
My voice was louder than I intended, and once again, the entire class turned to stare at me—just like they had outside. My anger flared even more. I shot them a sharp glare, and they quickly averted their eyes, pretending as if nothing had happened. Annoyed, I turned back toward Vihan.Â
He was staring at me, wide-eyed, shocked by my sudden outburst. I ignored his expression and sank into my seat.Â
"It's okay, Vihan. His mood is probably off today, that's why he snapped. You know how he is," Aryan said, trying to diffuse the situation as he took his seat.Â
"Koi mujhse pyaar nahi karta," Vihan mumbled dramatically before sitting down. (No one loves me)
Silence settled between us for a while. After some time, Aryan leaned toward me and asked, "Are you okay, bro?"Â
I turned to him and gave a small nod. He seemed like he wanted to say more, but before he could, the professor entered, and the class began.Â
"We’ll talk about this later, okay, Neil?" Aryan said suddenly. I turned to look at him, and he met my gaze with calm reassurance. I nodded again.Â
The class started, and we sat through the lecture. Finally, after what felt like forever, it ended.Â
"Main toh thak gaya, mujhe ghar jaana hai," Vihan declared dramatically, stretching his arms. ( I'm tired, i wanna go home)
"Oh, please, Vihan. You're not the only one who attended the class. We were here too, you know," Aryan replied, rolling his eyes.Â
"And there are still two more classes left," I added, smirking at Vihan. My mood had finally settled, and the anger from earlier had faded.Â
"I know! You don’t need to remind me," Vihan huffed, turning away from me and facing Aryan instead. "Let's go to the cafeteria," he said, completely ignoring my presence as he walked toward the door.Â
I looked at Aryan, who just shrugged his shoulders with an amused smile.Â
"Now what? What’s wrong with him?" I asked.Â
Aryan smirked. "This is just Vihan being Vihan. Now, you have to handle his tantrums."Â
I sighed and facepalmed. "Not again."Â
"Come on, let’s go before he makes an even bigger scene," Aryan said, walking out of the classroom.Â
I watched him leave and groaned. "Who’s going to handle this baby now?" I thought as I got up and followed them.Â
Sure enough, they were waiting outside, and Vihan, still pretending to be mad, ignored me completely.Â
Aryan leaned toward me, smirking. "Now it's showtime. This should be fun."Â ___________________________________________
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